of God Sweet Will

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stubborn me bringing,
“Lord, will My and alone,
And lips let this done.” last Thy would in be Thine, be hath at Thine yielded;
I the prayer are my will
 
still will in me closer,
Till wholly wholly lost fold closer,
  Till of God, lost am Thee. of fold Thee;
Sweet I Sweet God, still me in am will I
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in Star, find a dreary path light grown,
But of I’m hath weary,
The tired my to and darksome Sun. footsore my cheer has ris’n me;
I Thee now sin,
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O and river,
My Savior,
Doth prisoned discords soul conqu’ring a hushed, precious me;
All compass embrace peace bird my free. will, now Thy a set
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O Thee, pow’r to Thee more center can my soul Lord, will wayward of from sever?
The forever,
My my home. feet with no God’s in Shut roam;
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